Longevity, starting from traveling and telling stories

Chapter 87 The Past of Goddess Peak
Goddess Peak.

The Goddess Peak is very special. Although it belongs to the Tianji Pavilion, it is an independent entity.

On top of the mountain.

A woman dressed in white, holding a long sword, like a sword fairy, stood in the air, surrounded by colorful rays of light, dazzling and eye-catching. Suddenly, she opened her eyes, and she and the sword became one.

The long sword in his hand emitted a cold light, and lotus flowers bloomed with every step he took, exuding both vitality and fierce murderous aura.

She seemed like a woman full of righteousness, like a fairy from heaven who had fallen into the mortal world.

An old woman not far away was leaning on a cane, her face showing satisfaction as she murmured to herself, "After so many years, after so many years, a goddess has finally appeared on Goddess Peak."

Thinking of the word "goddess", her expression suddenly became gloomy, and her thoughts seemed to drift back to many years ago, when she was just a child, and now she was almost an old woman on her deathbed.

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A sword energy slashed down from the air, leaving a deep gully on the ground.

After doing all this, the female swordsman in white stood with her hands behind her back, looking at everything she had done with satisfaction.

The old woman was extremely satisfied and walked towards her slowly. A gust of wind blew, making their clothes flutter and their hair flutter in the wind.

The woman rested for a moment, then saw the old woman approaching. She quickly walked up to her, smiled brightly, and said, "Master."

The old woman's face was full of kindness and satisfaction. She said, "Xianglian, you did a good job."

"If Nong Ying and I hadn't passed by Qingshi Town, and she had insisted on listening to stories and stayed for ten days, she wouldn't have met a good seedling like you."

Then she slowly looked up at the sky, her expression filled with memories, and murmured, "I couldn't perform this move, Lotus Steps, to this degree back then. I'm afraid she was the only one in the entire Goddess Peak who could do it back then."

Li Xianglian swung the sword in her hand in a sword flower, then sheathed it. With a respectful smile, she said, "It's all thanks to Master's guidance. I couldn't have achieved this without Master's guidance."

The old woman sighed and said, "Since her death, apart from Nong Ying who is still somewhat accomplished, you are the only one who has won my heart. The other disciples are getting worse with each generation."

Li Xianglian was slightly stunned. She had been deeply influenced by her master's teachings over the past year, and they had gradually become close. However, her master looked down on each of the disciples from the Goddess Peak, as if he was disappointed in them.

At the beginning, Li Xianglian did not understand these rules of cultivation. She just thought she was talking about the wordless heavenly book. It was not until she gradually understood the cultivation that she realized that it was because she was practicing too fast and too smoothly, much faster than other sisters, and her understanding was much higher.

"Master, who is she?" Li Xianglian asked curiously.

"She is a legend, a legend that makes everyone in the world tremble with fear. What a pity." The old woman hesitated, shook her head, and said with a gloomy expression: "Forget it, let's not talk about this. You have practiced enough today, take a proper rest!"

"Also, remember, love is like a flood and a beast. I know there's someone in your heart, but that person is just a mortal after all. It's only been a hundred years, so forget him!"

After saying that, the old man waved his hand and signaled Li Xianglian to leave.

Li Xianglian's expression was gloomy. She bowed slightly and said, "Yes, Master. I will take my leave."

She actually knew that her master had a lot of troubles in her heart, and she wanted to help her.

On the top of the mountain, the old woman looked at the sword marks on the rock that had been blurred by weathering, and a series of images emerged in her mind.

It was as if that peerless figure was still practicing sword here, and he was sitting beside her, holding his cheeks with his hands and watching her practice sword.

With a sigh, the old woman leaned on her cane, slowly turned around and left, and came to a shrine on the mountain.

It was still the same as before, with an old man who looked like he was about to die standing in front of a spirit tablet in the ancestral hall.

The woman's face was like dry bark, her figure hunched, and she seemed even older than Li Xianglian's master. She was none other than Li Moran, the Supreme Elder of Goddess Peak. "I don't know how many times I can come here anymore," Li Moran said in a hoarse, heavy voice. "Chen Qianru, tell me, if I go there, will she blame me?"

Chen Qianru took out three incense sticks, lit them, and then bowed to the tablet and said, "I think she will hate us. After all, we can't even take good care of Goddess Peak."

Li Moran smiled bitterly and said, "I'm almost halfway into the coffin. I'm afraid I'll be one step ahead of you, but it seems you're almost there too."

Chen Qianru was slightly stunned. Although she had always been unkind to Li Moran, she felt a surge of jealousy in her heart when she thought about her leaving.

"Good people don't live long, but evil can last for thousands of years. I'm a good person, and you're an evil. I might die sooner than you." Then she casually said, "What do you think of that child?"

Li Moran said in a deep voice: "Bu Bu Sheng Lian, I didn't expect you to have such high expectations for her. She has achieved this in just one year. This reminds me of her back then. They are so similar."

"By the way, she is back. I'm afraid we will face a catastrophe this time." Chen Qianru said in a deep voice.

Li Moran's expression changed, her face filled with anger. She crushed the beads in her hand and said in a sharp tone, "That person is not her. She is just an empty shell, an empty shell with awakened intelligence and some vague memories. She is a demon and we must kill her."

Chen Qianru seemed to have guessed what she would do, and said calmly, "I have already invited people from the Nanmao and Beima families, and the Tianji Pavilion's main peak has also invited people from Shushan and Taixuanshan to come and discuss countermeasures."

"I'm afraid she came back with ill intentions this time. Maybe..." She paused for a moment and added gravely, "I'm afraid her goal is to destroy Goddess Peak and Tianji Pavilion."

Li Moran snorted coldly, and said in a rather stern tone: "No one can destroy the Goddess Peak that she worked so hard to build. Not even that old immortal demon king, and not even her own body."

"By the way, what has that immortal old demon king been up to lately? Now that her body has returned, he's bound to make some unusual moves."

"His magic power is almost complete. His purpose is probably to use her polluted body to reach a higher level." Chen Qianru said in a deep voice.

North of Tiankui Mountain.

This place is very far away from the Goddess Peak. The mountain is covered with lush branches and leaves, and it looks lush green from the air. However, under these lush branches and leaves, it is pitch black.

However, the forest, which should have been full of insects, birds, and animals, was filled with blood. There were zombies roaring to the sky everywhere, and the ground was covered with the corpses of birds and animals that had been drained of their blood.

There was a rustling sound in the lush bushes, and a pair of eyes in the gaps between the bushes were staring at the group of murderous zombies. He was Hou Fangting.

He had a serious expression on his face, thinking secretly in his mind that with such a large number of zombies, the Tianji Pavilion and several major immortal palaces might not be able to handle it, and if things went wrong, even the Demon Sect would suffer.

Suddenly, a zombie seemed to discover something in the bushes, and he jumped towards here with a curious look.

Hou Fangting felt a tightness in his heart, he had been discovered.

So he jumped up suddenly, the knife flashed, and he cut the zombie in half with one blow. He has been in the Demon Sect for more than a year now. After practicing the Heavenly Demon Art, his cultivation level has been increasing day by day with the help of evil methods.

His actions also attracted the attention of other zombies.

The zombies looked at him coldly, their eyes full of murderous intent, but they did not attack him. Instead, they seemed to be waiting for something.

Hou Fangting seemed to sense something, and a strong sense of palpitations followed. Suddenly, he saw all the zombies retreating to both sides like cloth cut by scissors, leaving a passage in the middle.

The temperature around gradually rose, and a graceful figure slowly emerged in the passage.
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She was dressed in white and holding a long sword. Although her face could not be seen clearly due to the veil, one could still feel that she was extremely beautiful. Although she looked like a fairy, she also had a chilling and terrifying aura.

Hou Fangting's pupils shrank, and he was horrified. This woman was so strong. He seemed to have seen her somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where.

(End of this chapter)